Russia

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I was trying to pay attention in history class, but of course failed. Every country name listed would just bring me back to my favorite characters in the anime Hetalia. Why did the countries have to be represented by little adorable characters? As the teacher finally reached the end of the list, she finally explained the topic of today’s lesson, the country of Russia, and sadly my favorite character in the entire series. As the teacher droned on my thoughts were elsewhere. Curling a strand of (h/c) with my finger, my thoughts went to the unmistakable characteristics of the frightening Russia, his childish smile, light pink scarf, platinum hair, his love for sunflowers, and magic metal pipe of pain. The class droned on what seemed like forever; still stuck in my thoughts, I didn’t see the mysterious figure that walked in. Focusing on Russia’s perfect hair, I wasn’t expecting for the figure to say something to me and touch my shoulder. “Excuse me, this seat is not taken da?” Snapping out of my thoughts, I whipped my head in that direction to get the biggest surprise of my life. Right next to me was none other than Russia himself; I almost couldn’t contain my surprise, so I settled with my mouth hanging open like an idiot. He reached his gloved hand toward my face and gently closed my mouth. “Hallo, my name is Ivan Braginski, who are you прекрасное?”  After a few seconds of utter shock I shuck my head and finally found my voice. “Hi, my name is (f/l), and n-no one is sitting here”, I answered in the quietest tone I’ve ever spoke in my life. He happily took the seat and started taking notes on the lesson; in the meantime, I was taking notes on how much he looked like the Hetalian. I sat there watching him for the rest of class, until he peered in my direction, my face turned as red as a ripe tomato. He just smiled and put his finger up to his mouth, telling me that it was our little secret. He went back to listening to the teacher while I looked like I was about to pass out. I took my eyes off him, sighing. Best Tuesday ever. 

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